Lyrics Propagandhi

Propagandhi

Call Before You Dig

At Palmerston and Ruby Street, the city had dug a ditch

To lay a pipe to flush away the free range bison shit

The white radicals devoured to protest a colonial past

3-ply Cottonelle stuck to their ass

At Palmerston and Ruby Street, before their very eyes

They dug themselves one hell of a surprise

The bison bones the workers found were dated early Holocene

You're nothing but the bottom of some far future latrine

My little libertine

That's your universe in a nutshell

That's our universe in a nutshell my friend, so fare thee well

"I see skies of blue

I see clouds of white

Bright blessed day

Dark sacred night."

And you can't bring me down with your acerbic online wit

Call before you dig

The city dug that ditch a few feet short of some

Game-changing petroglyphs